Monday May 4, 2015
Lily.
She says the funniest things.
She doesn’t miss a beat.
She stands on my feet repeatedly.
She sings “Happy Birthday to you” non-stop even when it isn’t my birthday.
She plays the piano with her mom.
She hugs without fear.
She cares.
She wakes me up most mornings with a soft “Daddy”.
She loves nature.
She has energy that makes a nuclear power plant look like a watch battery.
She laughs.
She goes shopping with me.
She makes strangers’ days brighter.
She is her mother in so many ways.
She makes me think in ways I haven’t before.
She cuddles with me and I never want it to stop.
She brings life to any situation.
She prays.
She gets crazy excited to see people she loves.
She is a darn good photographer.
She gets distracted as easily as I do.
She li…SQUIRREL!
She would eat munchkins every day if I let her.
She can tick me off and melt my heart at the same time.
She is WAY smarter than me.
I love her. And always will.